Chapter 6 #2
Fuck this. I’m not going to be saved like some damsel in distress.
I opened my hand and spread my fingers, imagining claws shooting from my fingertips like I was some kind of X-men. “Come at me!” I shouted.
The creature gurgled, which I realized was a laugh as it approached, taking its time sizing up its prey.
“Eat the chocolate,” Orion demanded. “It’ll give me enough of a boost to kill it.”
Was he serious?
“No way!”
The creature released a screech that made me wince.
It dove for me, claws extended, and I braced myself for pain before a flash of silver launched in front of me.
Logan’s wolf form cried out as he took the brunt of the creature’s blow.
It bit down on him and worked its jaw into his scruff, sending blood matting into his fur as Logan thrashed, then went still.
“Logan!” I cried out. “Fuck.” I wasn’t going to let him die just because of my pride.
I shoved the chocolate into my mouth.
Holy shit, that was delicious. I tried to keep myself steady as the liquid sex melted on my tongue.
Ten minutes. That’s how long Olivia had said it took to kick in. Logan had to survive until then. “Your boost is coming,” I promised Orion as I licked my lower lip. “Be ready.”
He nodded and closed his eyes, building a golden glow that shimmered behind his freckles as if his flesh was a speckled piece of candy covered in miraculous and divine wrapping.
Captivated, it took me a moment to turn my attention back to my attacker who continued to gnaw on the limp wolf. Protectiveness washed over me, quickly followed by rage that anyone or anything would dare harm one of my Virtues.
I dove into that cold sensation that had been growing in my chest, forcing the darkness to splinter across my skin and extract the claws that marked me as a kindred creature to this thing. I hated that more than anything, but I couldn’t allow Logan to suffer because of me.
The demonspawn released its hold on the wolf and revealed blood that marred its jagged teeth. It snarled at me, accepting my challenge as I pounced.
We tumbled away from the wolf, which was my goal.
That dark pit inside my chest gnawed at me and grew every moment I forced my change.
I didn’t have the energy for this and I already could feel myself weakening and fading.
One hand changed back to normal as the creature jabbed its claws into my shoulder, sending a flood of pain jolting through my body.
I bit back a cry and tried to fend it off.
Then the effects of the chocolate hit.
A burst of pleasure wiped out my pain and my mouth opened on a gasp.
The room blew wide open with stars and cosmic dust as Orion shed his mortal form and changed into the god he truly was underneath as he drank in the raw lust that spread through my body, only intensified by his proximity.
He was golden, gorgeous, and blazed sunlight that kissed me in the most intimate of places.
Warmth flooded through me and banished the cold that had threatened to take me under.
He matched my gaze for a moment. Golden irises watched me, took in my pleasure, and increased it a hundredfold by a stroke of his attentions that ran like an invisible hand over my breasts and slid down to my core.
Orion grinned, making him look even more gorgeous as he approached and simply walked through the dark creature trying to kill me. It evaporated in a burst of ash drenched in Orion’s perfection.
This was Orion’s true glory—and I had a feeling it was our Virtue connection that had unleashed it.
He extended a hand and all I wanted to do was to explore his skin and get lost in him. Tell him what we really were to each other and see the acceptance in his eyes.
But something nagged at me, a concern that threatened to dampen my pleasure. “Logan,” I breathed.
Orion’s smile dimmed ever slightly, but he waved a hand to the wolf as golden light embraced the creature and smoothed away the grime and blood of the attack. The wolf got to his feet and intelligent soft blue eyes turned on us, watchful and curious.
Logan was alive and safe.
I could lose myself in Orion without guilt.
So I did.
I thought that I was already at my limit, but then he touched me.
“Gods,” I breathed, relishing as he ran his fingers up my arm, leaving golden dust that sparked pleasure through every nerve.
His fingers ran through my hair, gripping the roots to tilt my head back as his lips hovered over mine.
I held my breath, waiting to see what he’d say, what he would demand of me before he would let me lose myself in his oblivion.
“Not gods, little star. Just me.” He angled me how he wanted as he took me with a kiss that tasted of sunlight and stardust. Heat rushed to my core and I wrapped my arms around his neck.
A part of me wanted to retort his cocky comment, but his impressive erection pressed hot against my abdomen, making me want so much more than just a kiss.
He backed me against a wall that had warmed from his presence. Everything around him threatened to melt, including me.
“More,” I demanded between kisses.
He chuckled, the sound a low thrum of desire in my chest, then obeyed. His hand gripped my hip as he pressed his body against mine. A fleeting thought wondered if he intended to mock Logan’s orgasm by giving me one in the same way, but it would be heightened with me drunk on his power.
Was my wolf still watching?
Would he hate me if I let Orion continue?
The Demigod spun me, pressing my breasts against the wall as he whispered a command and golden heat washed over my body, disintegrating my clothes and leaving a fine golden dust to sparkle across my skin.
“Beautiful,” he breathed as he brushed my hair over one shoulder.
He ran his hands down my back and cupped my ass.
He moved in, engulfing me in warmth as his erection pressed into the curve of my body, settling between my butt cheeks as a reminder of what I was doing to him by just existing.
He reached around me, firmly gripping my breast with one hand as deft fingers flicked a nipple until it beaded under his attention.
Then his other hand ran down my thigh, teased around my clit in a slow circle that spread warmth through me and made me clench my thighs.
He adjusted himself as he shoved a leg between mine, spreading me and keeping me open for him as his fingers explored my folds. “I’m going to enjoy this,” he promised and then licked the back of my ear, sending pleasant chills down my spine.
“Are you sure you want me?” I asked when I felt the undeniable tension of our Virtue bond threatening to take hold. If we went much farther, he would be mine… and I would be his.
Even if he was a douche, I wanted him.
This was the real Orion. Tender, attentive, and utterly intoxicating.
I wanted to explore everything he offered. He was so much more than just a playboy. With his sexual attentions focused all in one place, his divinity could shine through.
And it was glorious.
But did he really want me? Not just now, but always?
He tested my neck with his teeth as his fingers worked skillfully over me, making me approach the edge of a climax that threatened to undo me.
“Orion,” I breathed, demanding an answer.
“I told you. You’re all I desire. You’re all I can think about.”
He’d resented me for that, but maybe now he accepted me.
He wanted me.
Relief flooded me. I let my head fall back against his chest as I closed my eyes and let the raw pleasure tighten in my core, then it exploded and shattered me into a million pieces.
Orion was ready for me. My pleasure fueled his magic, only deepening our bond as he eased the full length of himself inside of me, being far more gentle than I ever could have imagined. He tenderly worked me, going with my contractions instead of forcing himself into me.
It escalated my pleasure to unimaginable heights, making me cry out as he took me, making me unravel.
“Say my name,” he commanded, thrusting into me faster as I came down from my high. When I didn’t respond, my tongue still uncooperative as stars glittered across my vision, he adjusted his angle so that he hit a new spot, eliciting a gasp from my throat.
He braced against me, holding my hips in place as his hand ran up to my throat, keeping me pinned against him as he took me.
“Say it.”
Our bond deepened and wrapped around my heart, threatening to break if it wasn’t cemented soon. Orion needed to accept me, needed to give me everything for this to work.
I needed to obey him, just this once, to show him I wanted him as a bond-mate.
I wanted him forever.
“Orion,” I breathed his name, making him harden inside of me as he continued to hit that delicious spot.
He made a strangled sound, one that sent my insides curling with warmth as he lost himself in me.
Orion was mine.
When the stars faded and the light of our lovemaking dimmed, leaving the locker room glittering with golden dust, I spotted him.
Logan.
His blue eyes watched us and filled with hurt.
“Logan,” I whispered, my voice hoarse from the screams Orion had elicited from me.
The wolf jolted, as if his name on my tongue had freed him from a trance. He snorted, then turned from us and disappeared into the darkness.
Orion’s grip on my naked shoulder claimed me, said I was his now and no one else could have me.
Until he felt Kaito’s amusement through our bond.
“Little star?” he growled, forcing me to face him. His freckles still emanated the healthy warm glow of his divinity, but his mortal features had returned, giving him a coarseness that made me want to run kisses down the stubble of his jaw.
I forced a smile. “Yes?”
“What the fuck did you just do to me?”
Yeah, maybe I had some explaining to do.